The Smooth Criminal and the She-Devil
Summary: A little Sebastiana one-shot that's set immediately after their duet. Don't get me wrong, I'm a firm Brittana shipper, but since watching the performance of 'Smooth Criminal', it won't leave me alone.
The Smooth Criminal and the She-Devil
"You've been hit by, you've been struck by, a Smooth Criminal." Neither one realized how hard they were breathing until the song had ended.
"What was that about making a girl cry?" Santana asked a teasing, cocky smile played on her lips.
"Damn." Sebastian said. "You've actually got a good voice, who knew?" He was gay, that was no secret. So why did he find himself thinking about who sexy she looked when she was breathing hard and sweaty? Santana rolled her eyes and turned to leave. Ensnared by a random bout of confidence, he grabbed her wrist and spun her around, kissing her deeply.
Santana's eyes were wide as she felt sparks. She pushed him away, trying not to think about how badly she wanted more. "What the hell are you doing?" She gasped, still out of breath. whether it was from the performance, or the intensity of his kiss, she didn't know.
Sebastian opened his mouth. "What? You didn't like it?" He wasn't dumb, he could tell by her body language that she'd loved it.
"You're gay. You like guys." Santana was still trying to regulate her breathing. "I like girls. I'm a lesbian." There was no doubt that there were sparks between her and Sebastian, but she wasn't about to let him know that. His body was inches from her own.
"I could easily go both ways." His voice was low, husky. "Especially for someone as hot as you."
"I have a girlfriend." Santana tried to think of more reasons why she couldn't do this with him, but she was coming up blank.
"What she doesn't know won't hurt her." Sebastian moved less than an inch closer. "My house is empty, we wouldn't have to worry about being quiet."
Santana watched him, trying to find any hint that he was just screwing with her. But, when her eyes met his, she was faced with a shocking revelation: He had a large amount of lust in his eyes too. It mirrored the look she was sure was in her eyes. After a lot of internal contemplation, she nodded. "Fine, but only this once." If she wasn't so turned on right now, she would've smacked him across the face and rejected him point blank.
He smiled and did a sweeping bow, gesturing out the door. "After you." The pair walked out together, with her slightly ahead of him. Yup, they had an interesting afternoon ahead of them.
"You've been hit by, you've been struck by, a Smooth Criminal."
